Chương 56: Core disciples

She closed her eyes and began to suppress the demon entity within her dantian. Few minutes later, the veins on her body began to fade, restoring her otherworldly beauty. When she finally suppressed it, her face was slightly pale. The entity would probably awaken in a few days time and she would need to suppress it again, but in the meantime, there was nothing to worry about. Natural energy gathered around her and she began to absorb the energies in huge amounts.

Slowly, her dantian began to fill up, and a slight chill seeped out of her body without her knowledge, suddenly lowering the temperature of the pavilion.

Long feng left his seclusion three days later, feeling energized. Standing outside his pavilion, he stretched his hands and yawned tiredly. He had completely consolidated his rank one Yin level cultivation. His foundation could not be more solid than it was currently, and he still had a large amount of energy within his dantian which he had gotten from the jade he absorbed previously. He just needed to gain a little more impetus and he would breakthrough to the rank two Yin level.

After thinking for a while, Long feng took out a small palm sized token. This was the token given to him by Lord Yi Ming in order to help him to move to and from the Core court without Elder Zhang's help. He hadn't visited Lord Yi Ming in a month. The latter might be worried about him. Long feng had learnt that the Core court was located in the depth of the Mortal heaven sect. It could be called the gathering of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

All Core disciples were proud sons of heaven who could at least reach the Yang level. The Core court was also where high ranking elders and even the enigmatic Sect Master resided. The Core court was simply the heart of the sect. Hesitating slightly, Long feng walked towards the depth of the Mortal heaven sect. He walked past vast expanses of land and was stunned by the size of the Mortal heaven sect itself.

Three hours later, he spotted a huge gate in the distance and he recognized it as the same gate Elder Zhang used to go through to reach the Core court. Stationed before the gate were dozens of guards. Long feng unhesitatingly dashed towards the gate. He spotted many figures by the gate. The weakest among these figures were rank five Yin level cultivators and the strongest were rank eight Yin level cultivators! And these were only guards to the Core court.

They weren't actually stationed anywhere inside the Court itself! As he arrived before the gate, he was stopped, their powerful auras washing over him and forcing him to step back.

"You have transgressed into the territory of the Core court. Identify yourself or be punished!" A rank seven Yin level cultivator bellowed, his voice sharp and his hand already moving to the sword by his waist.

"Elite disciple, Long feng, Lord Yi Ming's disciple!" Long feng hurriedly showed them his token. The guards were visibly stunned.

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"Lord Yi Ming accepted an Elite disciple? Is he looking down on the Core court or what?" A rank seven Yin level cultivator asked. Long feng had expected to be welcomed cooly but he didn't think the guards would be so open! They spoke as if he wasn't present here.

"Is there anything special about him that he caught Lord Yi Ming's eye?" Someone asked.

"Didn't he mention that his name was Long feng? There are some rumors going around the sect about him. His martial talent seems to be good" another person replied.

"Let him go. Whatever the reason is, those kids with their noses on their foreheads wouldn't be pleased to know this. It'll be in your best interest kid, to avoid all Core disciples." A rank eight Yin level cultivator said, advising Long Feng. The guards paved way for Long feng to pass. As Long feng walked past the guards, he heard someone say.

"He should really hope that he doesn't run into a Core disciple or he would be in for a lot." Long feng paid no heed to their words as he stepped into the Core court, this legendary land which most, indeed many people dreamt of entering but never did throughout their lives. Long feng was opportuned to step into this land. He wasn't stupid enough though, to think that he was a match for the Core disciples. Even the weakest among the Core disciples would easily defeat him.

Forget the Core disciples, even the gate guards would trash Long feng. He decided to keep a low profile and stay away from any Core disciple. That was considering no one bothered him. But things never went the way one wished. The next problem Long feng faced was the fact that he didn't know where Lord Yi Ming's palace was located. The Core court was huge, almost twice as large as the entire Elite court!

Searching for Lord Yi Ming's palace would take a long time, and that was what Long feng was trying to avoid doing.

"I really should've asked Lord Yi Ming about this last time." Long feng chose a random direction and walked off, hoping not to run into any Core disciple. He walked for almost an hour before he sighted a huge pavilion, then another, and soon, he was walking past dozens of huge pavilions. These pavilions were twice larger than the pavilions given to Elite disciple to reside within. This showed the difference in treatment between the Core disciples and Elite disciples.

Luckily, Long feng didn't see any Core disciple and he was grateful for that. After a while, Long feng saw a flowing river in the distance and he hesitated before walking towards the river. Upon arriving at the river bank, Long feng came to a sudden halt. This was a river, but what flowed within it was not water. It was a dense amount of natural energy in the form of this fog like river, flowing gently into the distance. This was a river of natural energies!

This would shock any elite disciples or anyone else for that matter. This was one of the hidden resources the Sect made available for it's most elite disciples, the Core disciples. But what truly made Long feng to stop suddenly was that within the river were dozens of youths, all below thirty. They were all absorbing the energies within the river, and his arrival made them all stop and stared at him curiously. Long feng gulped. He didn't need to be told who these youths were. The aura they emanated told him.

Core disciples! The weakest among them were rank seven Yin level cultivators and the strongest seemed to be a young man. This man's face seemed as sharp as a sword. He sat in the center of the river and had the widest space around him. His cultivation Level was a mystery, and he gave off an air of mental authority and pressure. Long feng almost cried. He had stupidly ran all the way here only to find the exact group he didn't want to cross paths with.

And he didn't meet one or two of them but literal dozens of them, all staring at him coldly. He felt like crying but no tears would come out.

"Who are you?" The sharp faced youth asked coldly. His voice was devoid of any form of emotion and his tone demanded an immediate response. Long feng finally found his tongue.

"I am very sorry for interrupting your cultivation. Please accept my apologies. I will be going." he clasped his fist and turned to escape, cold sweat already forming on his forehead.

"Who are you?" As he turned, he was terrified to see the sharp faced youth standing before him, his light blue robes dripping with thick fog. This speed was terrifying! He had simply disappeared from the river and appeared before Long feng. Long Feng was struck with a shocking realization; this young man was definitely above the Yin realm! Long feng's eyes shrank. The last time he had witnessed this sort of maniac speed, it was when Elder Zhang was bringing him to the core court.

This sharp youth was as fast as Elder Zhang! Then was it possible that… Long feng was unable to believe that this twenty years old young man was a Yang level cultivator! He felt his head spinning and the world spinning along with it.

"Senior brother Han! You are terrifying the poor boy." A gorgeous young lady walked out of the river and stood beside the sharp youth. This lady was a rank nine Yin level cultivator! Long feng was alarmed. Wait a minute, what exactly was he doing here? Any of these guys could snuff him out. How exactly did his dumb luck decide to lead him here?

"Is he dumb? If he angers senior brother Han, he can forget about leaving this place in one piece!" Someone said. Long feng finally replied.

"Elite court's Long feng. Lord Yi Ming's disciple!" He said slowly. He couldn't afford to act proud before these monsters. Each of them was apparently a proud talent in their own rights. Everyone were visibly stunned.

"An Elite disciple? Interesting!" The lady beside the sharp youth smiled and scrutinized Long Feng curiously.

"He is an Elite disciple? And Lord Yi Ming's disciple? Why would Lord Yi Ming accept an elite disciple as his disciple? Is he looking down on us?" The other Core disciples murmured softly. The sharp youth frowned, and that frown silenced everyone.